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How lucky are we… to have boys who love to go thrift shopping and are passionate about food? An added benefit is to adore the mother of your boy’s good friend. So, I guess the answer is that we are very lucky.

The Goodwill on La Brea in Los Angeles rocks! I had NO idea. Oh my goodness. Some Goodwill locations really seem to cater to the “get dressed for your corporate interview” need… which is great, but this Goodwill… This Goodwill caters to the “need an outfit for time traveling pronto” people. That was us.

These two boys are really into Dr. Who right now, thus the tweedy jackets and fez. It’s all about who you become with that outfit. For example, my go-to all black stretchy evening wear means I am a relaxing Korean soap opera watcher, while a tweed jacket and a fez for someone else means only one thing: time travel! Well, and maybe eating Cuban food.

Did I say Whimsic Alley? Why yes, I did. See, we started this little outing at our favorite Harry Potter headquarters, Whimsic Alley. Yes, I do love it there. It’s like a little trip to Hogsmeade. Thus, we have the young lad hiding his butter beer (It’s really just butterscotch soda. I love it.) behind his menu at El Colmao, one of our favorite spots for Cuban food. Liquados de mamey? Check. Garlic roast chicken? Check. Cuban coffee. Oh, yes. We need our fuel to thrift.

When I go to El Colmao, I feel like I am time traveling. Even though I didn’t grow up coming here, the 1960’s time capsule look with the chandeliers and vintage signed head shots make it feel like a place I would have come to after church every Sunday. I can just picture it. Instead, we were going to an Orange County K Mart where we might get a submarine sandwich. Did I just share that? Anyway, this food shot is so not a foodie shot because I think usually foodies remember to take the photo before they start eating the food.

Here is a silk, Hong Kong made dress I got that day at the Goodwill. It kind of reminded me of Kiki’s Delivery Service even though I couldn’t find an image of a character wearing a dress like this in the movie. The good news is that I found this when I was looking for a Kiki image. (Note to self: Do a post on the espressos and amazing blue of Espresso Cielo in Santa Monica)

Earrings by Evan Hartzell

And lastly, a terry cloth top from the same Goodwill trip that makes me feel like I am a soap maker in the Japanese countryside. You see it, don’t you? Oh, those days of making soap. The soft breeze from the garden coming in through the open windows. The intoxicating soap scents wafting through the air. I think I just heard the sushi rice cooker go “ping!”.